#goran

Leverage: Redemption 3x4- "The Hustler Job"

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🇨🇿 Pár obrázků kroje z Bílé krajiny ve Slovinsku. Prý tam žije i srbská menšina s vlastním krojem (poslední obrázek), ale ten jsem kreslila podle jedné jediné předlohy o pěti pixelech, takže moc věrohodné to není.

Se'ptharas'huraksh'hesh Daal — [* The Scarlet Leviathan]

(WhatIF: The King wasn't never chained, and still won?)

A lifetime of perpetual ravaging, with eyes that would have killed anyone but lesser who looked into them, and fourteen hands which He'd since long use to form all types of the Seven Murdras. A bleeding, red maw surrounded the Not by grasping arms & eyes, while clouded by smoke and fire that poured endless blood, and released an endless, inhumane scream.

"The Seven-Headed curr means nothing.... though both Jeser & Goran need to be avenged, all of their forms are mine to take!

And you...— my.. youngest nemesis, I see how entrancing you are. Yours is a compassion the likes of which I've never gotten to see. But I once feared you... now,

I HAVE FEARED YOU NO MORE!"

(tl;dr — beetroot snekman of a God now becomes a drago-naga ultrakill of a God because his pet project S.W.A.T team got offed by an orange blorbo

green mercenary company guy.

Old and frail...Goran knew that this was the very last journey of his long life. All the things he had done, all the things he still had wished to do... all the things he regretted. All that was about to be left behind. The rage of old age had worn his once so strong body down to the bone. His life was turbulent; a battle for the survival of his family and Siderian kind. The horrors of war tore at his deep sense of empathy but he fought wisely, not as a warrior, but as a rescuer. Many owe their lives to his courage, strength and wisdom and he will always be remembered as a hero. Now Death was waiting for him, like an old friend. A friend he could count on when his ancient soul was about to close another chapter in his long existence. Countless lives he had lived for himself, but now he had lived to help others and he will continue to do so until the end of time. This wise ancient spirit whom I got to know as my Siderian character Goran, is now one of the most trustful guides in my life. To me, he represents wisdom, care, trust, balance and empathy. There is still so much I can learn from him and I will always keep him close.

Whenever it is autumn, I think of this scene. It makes me think about the Circle of Life and how Death a Natural and vital part in it. I think of the coming and going of lives, events...and everything.

When Goran felt that his life was coming to an end at an exceptionally old age of 132 years (yes Siderians get very old for mammals of their size) he left his family behind and went on his last journey alone. He wandered for days reflecting over his life, before he found his final resting place under an old pine tree. He did not want any funeral, nor special tribute. Whatever was left of his old skinny body, he wished to give back to the Earth, to feed whoever was in need for his remains. Even in Death, he brought Life.

Painted in Rebelle 5.

"Don't be fooled. Even in these peaceful moments the danger may strike you unguarded…"